THAT nation is poor and that man is poor who only raises enough corn and wheat for himself. And God Himself would be poor if when I asked Him for something, He only gave me just what I asked for. I never had a prayer answered that way in my life. He gives me more than I ask or can ever think of.
God's beautiful pastures are always green when everything else is bare and brown.
We have only to lift our faces and ask for our daily bread, and, lo, all the world is His granary. And the bountiful God is bending over us; and all the fields of the world, and all the storehouses of heaven, are emptied to feed His hungry children.—Dr. Robert J. Burdette.